Two Bowls, Three Corners
Sean, Rick and Barry were in the basement, playing a game of Two Bowls, Three Corners, when Sean’s mother rudely interrupted.
“Sean,” she called down the stairs in a mockingly sweet voice, “you have a phone call.”
“Can you take a message?” Sean said as he executed a nearly flawless triple spoon dip maneuver. “I’m playing Two Bowls, Three Corners right now!”
Sean’s mom threw the cordless phone down the stairs. It landed with a thud and bounced across the floor, coming to rest next to Barry’s outstretched arm. Barry began to blow on the phone as hard as he could, clearly trying to move it closer to the piping hot bowl of prosciutto and melon soup that was situated under a glass dome, exactly in the center of the room.
Rick realized what Barry was doing and started blowing on the phone from the opposite side.
Sean said “I’m playing my Soup of Lesiure card,” and he began to unhook himself from the elaborate system of pulleys and chains that were keeping him secured to the wall.
“Foul, foul of the most egregious nature,” called Rick.
“Second! I second the foul and call for your corner to be desecrated and stricken from the record!” agreed Barry.
Sean finished freeing himself and began to walk towards the phone. “Grow up you guys,” he said. “It’s just a game.
He bent over to pick up the phone and then suddenly threw it across the room.
“I had a hidden Fourth Corner Card of Destiny!” he shouted.
Barry and Rick immediately began to claw at their restraints, realizing the trap they had walked right into, as Sean hunched over the glass dome and began to decipher the code that was etched into the lock keeping it shut.
Barry was the first to free himself. He ran towards the soup but he was too late; Sean was already taking the first delicious slurp.
“Game over,” he said. “I win.”
Rick finished unclasping his elaborate restraints and joined the other two in the center of the room. He handed Sean the phone and said, “Good game. But don’t you want to know who called you?”
“Nope,” said Sean. “Want to play again?”
“I’m Zeta corner this time!” shouted Rick.